I was shaken down From the open sky I went underground And I could not fly I am strange There is crime with to getaway For any time With the captain Hudson Rake I came crashing out By the third world change With sin admiral stikit And Icould not die Never bound nor gagged And by every doomsday prophecy No primitive tears Sent to officer me this man Don't rake your brain cells, Harold It's just a theory to be held Imagine it when you can! Imagine it when you can! Imagine it when you can! Imagine it when you can! Imagine it when you can! Imagine it when you can!